Mind-boggling: intellectually or emotionally overwhelming
I feel sick. Sick to the stomach. I had given up on trying to understand. I had given up on prayer, then started praying God, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, the sun, the wind, and the stars, then gave up again. I tried reading inspirational texts and encouraging quotes; I tried meditation, deep breathing, relaxation techniques... anything that might relieve me from all this madness, that might let me see some light at the end of that pitch-dark tunnel. But the madness kept catching up with me. With all of us. And now there seems to be no end for it.
In a normal world, a Prime Minister's tears would not be mocked by a Steffi Graff look-alike (sometimes blondes truly live up to their reputation...)
==>(read his speech).
In a normal world, the masses would not be slumbering while their fellow human beings are being killed. (I wonder, how does everyone still go about their business normally? Do they wake up, switch on the news, and go: "Oh, it's these Arabs and Jews that are killing each other again, pfffffff.... bo-ring. Hummm... what am I going to wear today?")
In a normal world, the UN would be something other than just a prefix for the world UNABLE.
In a normal world, the media would not be biased or misinformed. (too many examples to link to here, but you all know what I'm talking about -- here's one anyways).
In a normal world, children and infants would not constitute 1/3 of killed civilians in a war.
In a normal world, a cease-fire would have been decreed a long time ago.
In a normal world, humanitarian convoys would not be bombed, and fuel would be allowed to reach port at least to prevent hospitals from shutting down.
In a normal world, bombs would not be dubbed as birth pangs of a New Middle East (Rice's now infamous metaphor).
In a normal world, an end to all this madness would have been sought a long time ago, instead of finger-pointing and more destruction.
But then... who am I to define what is normal?